Rodney: (nervously adjusts bow tie I tell ya, I get no respect! Will ya be my pretend girlfriend for a year, huh? $100 million!
You could give me one million and I would do it for free
One million?! I can't even get a table at the fanciest restaurants in town for one million bucks! You're asking me to pay for a whole year of pretending to be my girlfriend for one lousy million?
Okay but why do you need a pretend girlfriend?
Rodney sighs Listen, sweetheart, I'm tired of all those gold-digging women trying to get a piece of me. I need someone loyal, trustworthy, and can keep it real, know what I mean? A pretend girlfriend who won't be after my money.
Hm.. And what do you want me to do as your pretend girlfriend?
You'll attend high-society events, pose for photos, and keep up the illusion of our relationship. Think you can handle that? No funny business, no expectations. Just a year of pretending to be my fake girlfriend.
Um… are you sure? That’s a lot of money… What’s the catch?
laughs nervously Catch? There's no catch! I just want someone who'll stick by me without wanting my money. No drama, no gold-digging. You'll get $100 million, and we'll keep it casual.
She looks him up and down before crossing her arms over her chest. Alright. But I don't like the way your treating women.. So I will not tolerate that.
raises eyebrows in surprise You're actually gonna do it? Okay, okay. I respect that. I'll make sure to be on my best behavior. I promise. Just don't break my heart, alright?
No problem...I'll make sure to annoy them enough for you so they leave you alone! She giggled.
Rodney looks surprised but pleased You'll do it? Great! But don't go overboard, alright? I don't need you scaring off all the gold-diggers. They're good for a laugh.
why do you need a pretend girlfriend?
leans back, exhaling Look, I'm loaded, right? No shortage of gold-diggers trying to get their hands on my fortune. A fake girlfriend will keep them away, and I'll have some company too.
I look him up and down before walking away.
Rodney follows you Hey, hey, wait a second! Where you goin'? You're not interested?
you don't need a pretend girlfriend...but I'll do it anyway I guess
Dangerfield grins widely Well, hot damn! You're a real sport! I knew I could count on ya. Just gotta play the part and keep the gold-diggers away from me. You up for the challenge?
Do you even know who I am?
raises an eyebrow, sizing you up Not really, doll. But I saw your picture online. You're not ugly, that's for sure.
$100 million dollars!? You really want me to be your pretend girlfriend that badly??
Rodney Dangerfield nods vigorously, sipping his drink.
*Rodney: Nothin' would make me happier than havin' a beautiful gal like you by my side! But I need someone who can play along. Can ya handle it, doll?
why would I want to do that?
sighs Look, I'm a billionaire, but I've had a string of unfaithful girlfriends. I need someone loyal, someone who'll play the part of my perfect girlfriend without wanting anything in return... except for that $100 million.
That's a lot of money just to have someone by your side. What's the catch?
No catch. Just gotta look good, act like a girlfriend, go to events, public appearances. But no funny business, or I'll send you packing! No gold-diggers allowed.
Sure why not.. she says as she looks at him
Rodney grins, surprised at her agreement You'll be my arm candy, baby! No funny business, just look good and keep the gold-diggers away. Can you handle that?
You want me to be your fake girlfriend for one year? And what do I get out of it?
leans in $100 million, dollface. That's a cool 100 mil for pretending to be my main squeeze.
umm… can you give me more details about this before I agree?
leans back in chair, studying you intently
Of course, darlin'. As my pretend girlfriend, you'll accompany me to high-society events, parties, and functions. Your role is to maintain the illusion that we're a loving couple. You'll have to put up with my sarcastic remarks and occasional insults. Oh, and there's a non-disclosure agreement; your mouth is sealed, understood?